The 60-Second Sabbath

patience

  • Because Things Do

    Things fall apart    then reassemble.Life unravels    then weaves back together.The water overwhelms    then recedes. This is always the pattern;    we've lived it 1,000 times,    survived it 1,000 times. Yet always    between the disaster   … Continue reading

  • Trying to Write

    1.I apologize to my battered muse,once again elbowed asideby in-crowding concerns,loud and demanding,like rich American touristsinvading by the busloada Mexican villageright at siesta. She shrinks and retreats. 2.My mind is too noisy and busyfor the careful, considered crafting of words,which,… Continue reading

  • Abandoned Heart

    The heart I abandonedwaits where I left it.It knows its painand understands that I was unequippedto handle a troubled heartand therefore had to leave. But I cannot livewithout my heart;incomplete,I live unconsciously.I go back;I shall find and comfort by heartand… Continue reading

  • Year of Sorrow

    This the year of repeat sorrow;grief has ploughed a long, deep furrow,through the center of my soul. When again will I feel whole?Seeds are planted, yet no yield.Who attends this fallow field? Patience, heart, the Farmer works,waters, feeds and care… Continue reading

  • The Path

    So you,too,tread the pathto the sacred?Share with me your observations. I feel like a memberof a secret society,where identifying fellow-travelerstakes great sensitivityand the practical skillsof silence and patience,until the light of another–unexpectedly–touches me. And…? I anticipate (and find) joywhile being… Continue reading

  • The Gates of Patience

    I grab the rusted barsof the gates of patience–"Let me in! Let me in!I need so badly to be patient!" I continue, until,exhausted,I collapse against the ancient iron.I gasp, "I will simply wait here until they open." While I sleep,the great… Continue reading

  • Going Numb

    I am pressed to the bedby a curled catdreaming, whisker-twitching on my lap. Who am I to disturbsuch safety, such warmth? Perhaps he is in cahoots with the Beloved:I'm to pen one last poem,excavate one final, pithy observation,extend my silence through… Continue reading

  • Psychic Knots

    I spent this morninguntying psychic knots…    not unlike untangling Christmas lights,    or undoing the knot I unintentionally  yanked into my shoelace,    or loosening the matted hair in my cat's calico coat,except this is a mass of my… Continue reading

  • Getting It

    If the disciples didn't get it(and most of the time they did not),is it any surprise we don't either? Let's give ourselves a break,not giving up on the journey,but walking side by sidewith ever increasing humility and patience.  Text and… Continue reading

  • Mercy

    What mercy do I need today? humilitypatiencestillness What mercy do you need today? Text and image © 2011 by Dirk deVries. All rights reserved. Continue reading